supervise

Brandon was 3 the first time another mother called me to schedule a playdate.

\”A playdate,\” I giggled. \”That\’s so clever! Did you make that up yourself?\” (The dead silence on the other end of the phone clued me in that I had just made a monumental maternal faux pas that could potentially rival my last monumental maternal faux pas of offering up a bag of artificially colored/flavored Cheetos — rather than the au natural variety — to my son\’s playgroup.) The other mother suddenly had a dire emergency and promised to call back. She didn\’t.